When Your Ship Comes Through

You know what, you're right
Precision is at the heart 
When it comes to love

Private Compensate
This will arrange the pieces
Making extra links

Many extra links
When decorating a womb
Make a place to cut

There's a storm coming
I can connect linked to you
Pardon my pieces

We live large in dreams
And tiny in waking realms
Finding size right-wise

We have been trained well
And have best interests at heart
Find fox feet in art 

You want to see strength?
Demand powers out of time?
Parley places found

All angles are ours
The King must be pulled from ruins
Then the lightning strikes

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